( there's a slight chuckle at the thought before she gives a slightly more forceful shove, pushing him with intent against the table.
she shrugs her shoulders from her blouse, letting it fall to the ground, lifting her leg to rest her knee against the table, to push herself up to seat in his lap )
Such small mercies.
( larger pleasures. it's never until they're back together again that lilith realises just how much she's missed him.
her hands cup his face, lifting slightly so she can gaze at him for a moment, studying the face he now wears. when she kisses him it's longer, slower, tensions in her starting to release as her need for him grows )
The man was now screaming in the pit but he'd be put to good use because he is skilled and endowed and Hmn. His hips buck against her as he lowers his head and kisses her hard.
His teeth linger on her lip, nipping at it, before he reaches down to undo his belt buckle, unzip his pants and pull himself free with desperate abandon trying to hold onto her and get himself ready at once.
His hand trembles. It's been almost 200 years.
His hands grow warm. The best touch, his touch is always warm.]
( she takes him in a swift motion, her hand resting on his around his cock, skirt bunched around her waist and somewhere along the way she'd used her magic to discard her underwear, lowering herself onto him.
and oh-- it's just like him, a different body yes but his same impulses manage to push through, testing rock of her hips as she slips her arms around his neck for a good balance.
she's missed him. 200 years isn't much in their lifespan but all at once it's too much, lilith feeling the distance between them. and she doesn't waste any time, setting them in to a steady rhythm, forehead dipping to rest against his )
[There's never been anyone like her. Never been a single lover like her. She is his love, his one true love...
And she has plans. These plans, how could these plans be more important then them being back together. Too long beneath ground, too long in the pit supervising minor torments and cementing his control as a righteous prince...]
...This is so much better.
[His voice is breathy, working against her, his mouth nibbling on her shoulder.]
...Then any planning. Forget about it and let's just fuck for the next week.
[His loins clench as he climbs closer, ever closer to nirvana.]
( she teases, words at his ear, moan slipping into her speech as they go. her fingertips press a little firmer into him and she's always amazed by him, how effortless it is with him, how wonderful-- )
Does this body have it in it?
( she'll happily take that challenge, let him prove that it's still him even with a new body. she might not be able to walk by the end of the week but it's a price worth paying.
even now it's as if it's him, as if they've never been apart. it may have been 200 years but he hasn't forgotten how to thoroughly fuck her, the one man that's found it simple to make her come apart where others struggle.
and it's getting there, slightly quicker rock of her hips, more frequent sounds as she builds closer-- until he tips her over, lips by his ear so he can hear her come apart as her orgasm washes through her )
[He purrs, pulling at her nipple with his thumb and forefinger. His body is responsible and it's so much better then what his brother has twisted into something unrecognizable, that he doesn't think about, but here, this new form - he's keeping it damn it.
He lays kisses along her jawline like a mason lays stone.]
I'm game to try.
Call out tomorrow. I told you, a week. Forget your plans and stay with me.
( he manages to cut her off with his continued presses along her body. her hips rest, lilith leaning into him, heavier breaths. and she's torn-- she wants nothing more than to stay with him, to claw back the time that they've missed-- but it's hard to ignore her plans, particularly when lucifer's been keeping a close eye on her.
she makes a slightly sorrowful sound, tipping his head up to claim a kiss, slow touch of her lips against his. because she wants to put off what she's about to say )
He's watching me.
( and whilst she doesn't care if lucifer's watching her fuck someone she fears his wrath if she deviates from his plan, if she takes too long. she hasn't had her own pleasures in so long )
[He's speaking from the responses his body is making. To her. He arches his back and kisses her ears, leaning down.]
Fuck him.
[I can protect you but he doesn't manage to say that, he's desperate, his hands getting grabby as he moves to push her legs apart gently, desperately, he's hungrier then she might have ever seen him.]
( her hands move to grasp his, stopping him, slightly cautious of him in this mood. lucifer's been a sore topic between them for a long time given all he'd done to affect their relationship and--
as much as lilith wants him, wants that week with him, would fuck him to exhaustion for this evening-- she doesn't want him in this mood. but she knows that she's not going to make it better even if her plan will be better )
If I finish this that'll happen. ( lucifer will get what he wants minus her. a last fuck you for everything he's done to her. she's not letting him have it easy ) And then-- we have the rest of time.
( he may not be free but she will be. and he can come to her, with her whenever he wants )
( he frightens her a little, the man in front of her far from the fallen angel she was so fond of. she could understand his frustrations, waiting trapped, listening to lucifer-- oh, heaven. but it doesn't excuse what he's doing now.
her expression is steeled, not letting her emotions betray her, firm glare at him as she slides from his lap, their only point of contact being her wrists in his hands )
Release me.
( her tone is warning because she'd rather he chose to do so, not wanting to turn her magic against him. she may not have the physical strength that he does but she does have spells that could do him harm, even kill him. actions she doesn't want to take.
if he loved her-- she can't bring herself to say it, that if he loved her he wouldn't hurt her. because it isn't as if she doesn't want him, it's all she's ever wanted from when they were young but life didn't turn out in their favour )
( she refuses to look at him as she responds, her voice betraying her as she speaks. because oh, she knows how much lucifer hurts people. she'd kept a lot of it hidden from asmodeus over the years, not wanting him to be hurt trying to defend her and even after they'd parted--
she'd been the closest one to lucifer, the person he went to when he needed to release something. he wasn't a gentle lover, never had been even to bear a child with her and when he was cruel, when she or someone else had failed--
she doesn't bear the scars, her magic having worked to heal them but that was only the physical side of it. lucifer had hurt her far deeper than she'd ever allow anyone to know )
If there was another way-- ( but they'd tried so much over the years, tried running away together but they'd always been found out )
[He doesn't say anything to her for a few moments. Instead he breathes, one in and one out before he roars.
It's not a human noise. It's a demonic noise that's just as angry at her as it is at him before he breathes again, shaking, and nodding mutely, quickly. It takes him a minute to rise and collect himself.]
I'm only weak in front of you.
[He means it to sound angry but it just sounds hurt.]
( just as her guard will always come down in front of him, how she wants to be a different woman around him.
she ignores his final words as if they were never said, instead stepping towards him.
her hands rest on his arms but she doesn't say anything, teleporting them back to her bedroom. her next few actions are all still in quiet, lilith unhooking her bra, unzipping her skirt, pulling her underwear off. the last of her clothes lay in a pile on the floor, lilith stepping out of her heels as she steps backwards to the bed, laying across it )
Join me, Asmodeus.
( it's a very different energy to before but nothing will ever change how much she wants him. and she'd rather love him than fight with him )
[He has known her since the beginning of the world. Since her hands on his back when he had wings, when he was a powerful and good being, when he was still an angel.
And she still finds it in her to love him. Moving to her bedroom, his eyes worshipful, his eyes fill with love. Raising a hand to her hair, ghostly whisps and tendrils - what else can he say?
There is a wrench in his mind at that because he must always love his brother and he will always serve him but what was the point of falling if he cannot make his own choices.
He kneels before her, eyes shiny.]
...You'll free me from him.
[It's not a question. He kneels and waits for her command, to touch her, to love her.]
I know you will. I'm with you. Tell me what you want as tribute.
[His mind writhes. You must never disobey, you must never never disobey.]
( or for worship. he'd always treated her as his queen, loved her like one and really she did love it. but he wasn't just her lover he was her love and part of her still wanted that life away with him )
I want you to fuck me. Tomorrow we'll figure it out.
( they'd go to work, her new teacher needed to do his job, they needed to pretend as if nothing had changed whilst planning something.
but that was tomorrow. tonight she just wanted to be with her lover, to feel bliss from him and fall asleep in his arms )
[His smile is positively feral as he rises, standing up over her before running fingers through her hair slow, ever so slow, before he leans against her neck, holding her there before moving to lift her in his arms, lips against her neck.
( it's slightly murmured against his skin, lilith having dipped her head to kiss his shoulder. it had been so long and she wanted this to last, to feel loved, to lay in his arms and be gently brought to orgasm again and again. she'd save the rest for when they'd already gotten to know each other again )
[Her bed isn't far. They've coupled in so many places, fallen asleep in each other arms but this feels simple. This feels like her forest grove as he lies her back against it and presses his forehead to hers before kissing his way down her forehead, to her nose.
His gaze meets hers and he smiles]
Could you get used to these eyes?
[He's a vain creature and she knows what he really looks like. Rather then wait for her response his lips linger on her neck, her chin, teeth gently closing on skin before pulling at it as his kisses slide to her breasts, aiming to build sensation there.]
( there's no question about it. she sees both his eyes and the eyes of the man he now wears, his original self shining through as she remembers him, that man at the core of it. she'd loved him as an angel, as the twisted beast he'd been corrupted into. a new skin wouldnt change that.
she presses into his touch, soft hum as his kisses roam across her, nails lightly scraping over his shoulders. she bends a knee, bringing it just to rest between his legs, a firm contact pressing against his cock )
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( there's a slight chuckle at the thought before she gives a slightly more forceful shove, pushing him with intent against the table.
she shrugs her shoulders from her blouse, letting it fall to the ground, lifting her leg to rest her knee against the table, to push herself up to seat in his lap )
Such small mercies.
( larger pleasures. it's never until they're back together again that lilith realises just how much she's missed him.
her hands cup his face, lifting slightly so she can gaze at him for a moment, studying the face he now wears. when she kisses him it's longer, slower, tensions in her starting to release as her need for him grows )
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The man was now screaming in the pit but he'd be put to good use because he is skilled and endowed and Hmn. His hips buck against her as he lowers his head and kisses her hard.
His teeth linger on her lip, nipping at it, before he reaches down to undo his belt buckle, unzip his pants and pull himself free with desperate abandon trying to hold onto her and get himself ready at once.
His hand trembles. It's been almost 200 years.
His hands grow warm. The best touch, his touch is always warm.]
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and oh-- it's just like him, a different body yes but his same impulses manage to push through, testing rock of her hips as she slips her arms around his neck for a good balance.
she's missed him. 200 years isn't much in their lifespan but all at once it's too much, lilith feeling the distance between them. and she doesn't waste any time, setting them in to a steady rhythm, forehead dipping to rest against his )
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And she has plans. These plans, how could these plans be more important then them being back together. Too long beneath ground, too long in the pit supervising minor torments and cementing his control as a righteous prince...]
...This is so much better.
[His voice is breathy, working against her, his mouth nibbling on her shoulder.]
...Then any planning. Forget about it and let's just fuck for the next week.
[His loins clench as he climbs closer, ever closer to nirvana.]
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( she teases, words at his ear, moan slipping into her speech as they go. her fingertips press a little firmer into him and she's always amazed by him, how effortless it is with him, how wonderful-- )
Does this body have it in it?
( she'll happily take that challenge, let him prove that it's still him even with a new body. she might not be able to walk by the end of the week but it's a price worth paying.
even now it's as if it's him, as if they've never been apart. it may have been 200 years but he hasn't forgotten how to thoroughly fuck her, the one man that's found it simple to make her come apart where others struggle.
and it's getting there, slightly quicker rock of her hips, more frequent sounds as she builds closer-- until he tips her over, lips by his ear so he can hear her come apart as her orgasm washes through her )
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He lays kisses along her jawline like a mason lays stone.]
I'm game to try.
Call out tomorrow. I told you, a week. Forget your plans and stay with me.
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( he manages to cut her off with his continued presses along her body. her hips rest, lilith leaning into him, heavier breaths. and she's torn-- she wants nothing more than to stay with him, to claw back the time that they've missed-- but it's hard to ignore her plans, particularly when lucifer's been keeping a close eye on her.
she makes a slightly sorrowful sound, tipping his head up to claim a kiss, slow touch of her lips against his. because she wants to put off what she's about to say )
He's watching me.
( and whilst she doesn't care if lucifer's watching her fuck someone she fears his wrath if she deviates from his plan, if she takes too long. she hasn't had her own pleasures in so long )
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Fuck him.
[I can protect you but he doesn't manage to say that, he's desperate, his hands getting grabby as he moves to push her legs apart gently, desperately, he's hungrier then she might have ever seen him.]
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as much as lilith wants him, wants that week with him, would fuck him to exhaustion for this evening-- she doesn't want him in this mood. but she knows that she's not going to make it better even if her plan will be better )
If I finish this that'll happen. ( lucifer will get what he wants minus her. a last fuck you for everything he's done to her. she's not letting him have it easy ) And then-- we have the rest of time.
( he may not be free but she will be. and he can come to her, with her whenever he wants )
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[The noise doesn't sound human out of him, his hands grabbing at hers, clawing. When his eyes meet hers they're glowing and annoyed.]
I want you now. I've been down there, waiting for some idiot mortal to summon me, listening to that monster bitch and whine and moan...
[He whimpers] You asked why I came to you I did because I love you and I have been down there, and I want you...
[His hands grip. Hard. It may or may not hurt.]
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her expression is steeled, not letting her emotions betray her, firm glare at him as she slides from his lap, their only point of contact being her wrists in his hands )
Release me.
( her tone is warning because she'd rather he chose to do so, not wanting to turn her magic against him. she may not have the physical strength that he does but she does have spells that could do him harm, even kill him. actions she doesn't want to take.
if he loved her-- she can't bring herself to say it, that if he loved her he wouldn't hurt her. because it isn't as if she doesn't want him, it's all she's ever wanted from when they were young but life didn't turn out in their favour )
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His snarl is wholly inhuman and his hands flex. Drawing in several deep breaths, he moves to collect himself.
Bodies are frail. If he's not careful this one will peel back revealing clawed hands, hideous deformed shoulders and arms and legs and hooves...
He can feel himself going flaccid as he lowers his gaze.]
....He just...hurts.
He hurts all the time. Everyone.
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( she refuses to look at him as she responds, her voice betraying her as she speaks. because oh, she knows how much lucifer hurts people. she'd kept a lot of it hidden from asmodeus over the years, not wanting him to be hurt trying to defend her and even after they'd parted--
she'd been the closest one to lucifer, the person he went to when he needed to release something. he wasn't a gentle lover, never had been even to bear a child with her and when he was cruel, when she or someone else had failed--
she doesn't bear the scars, her magic having worked to heal them but that was only the physical side of it. lucifer had hurt her far deeper than she'd ever allow anyone to know )
If there was another way-- ( but they'd tried so much over the years, tried running away together but they'd always been found out )
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It's not a human noise. It's a demonic noise that's just as angry at her as it is at him before he breathes again, shaking, and nodding mutely, quickly. It takes him a minute to rise and collect himself.]
I'm only weak in front of you.
[He means it to sound angry but it just sounds hurt.]
I'd die for you. I hope you know that. I just-
[Nothing. Forget it.]
...You're not going to fire me are you?
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( just as her guard will always come down in front of him, how she wants to be a different woman around him.
she ignores his final words as if they were never said, instead stepping towards him.
her hands rest on his arms but she doesn't say anything, teleporting them back to her bedroom. her next few actions are all still in quiet, lilith unhooking her bra, unzipping her skirt, pulling her underwear off. the last of her clothes lay in a pile on the floor, lilith stepping out of her heels as she steps backwards to the bed, laying across it )
Join me, Asmodeus.
( it's a very different energy to before but nothing will ever change how much she wants him. and she'd rather love him than fight with him )
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And she still finds it in her to love him. Moving to her bedroom, his eyes worshipful, his eyes fill with love. Raising a hand to her hair, ghostly whisps and tendrils - what else can he say?
There is a wrench in his mind at that because he must always love his brother and he will always serve him but what was the point of falling if he cannot make his own choices.
He kneels before her, eyes shiny.]
...You'll free me from him.
[It's not a question. He kneels and waits for her command, to touch her, to love her.]
I know you will. I'm with you. Tell me what you want as tribute.
[His mind writhes. You must never disobey, you must never never disobey.]
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( or for worship. he'd always treated her as his queen, loved her like one and really she did love it. but he wasn't just her lover he was her love and part of her still wanted that life away with him )
I want you to fuck me. Tomorrow we'll figure it out.
( they'd go to work, her new teacher needed to do his job, they needed to pretend as if nothing had changed whilst planning something.
but that was tomorrow. tonight she just wanted to be with her lover, to feel bliss from him and fall asleep in his arms )
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His voice is soft against her skin.]
You want it hard? Or soft?
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( it's slightly murmured against his skin, lilith having dipped her head to kiss his shoulder. it had been so long and she wanted this to last, to feel loved, to lay in his arms and be gently brought to orgasm again and again. she'd save the rest for when they'd already gotten to know each other again )
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His gaze meets hers and he smiles]
Could you get used to these eyes?
[He's a vain creature and she knows what he really looks like. Rather then wait for her response his lips linger on her neck, her chin, teeth gently closing on skin before pulling at it as his kisses slide to her breasts, aiming to build sensation there.]
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( there's no question about it. she sees both his eyes and the eyes of the man he now wears, his original self shining through as she remembers him, that man at the core of it. she'd loved him as an angel, as the twisted beast he'd been corrupted into. a new skin wouldnt change that.
she presses into his touch, soft hum as his kisses roam across her, nails lightly scraping over his shoulders. she bends a knee, bringing it just to rest between his legs, a firm contact pressing against his cock )